Quarterly & Special Issues
June 26, 2024
Each time I sniff this tea, my tastebuds literally start to salivate. The dark, richness of the black tea blends beautifully with the sweet, tart, tangy fruit for a powerful, titillating aroma. As I breathe in the aroma, I can’t resist then drinking the tea after a long draught of the aroma, which is exactly what the scent of anything edible should do.
June 25, 2024
It surrounds organs, tendons, and ligaments
my choicest parts –
those most vulnerable to your dalliances.
June 20, 2024
Written with intriguing skill, impeccable research, and delightful imagery, She Serves the Realm, the fourth book in the No Man is Her Master Series, opens upon the next scene carrying forward from the previous. As the third book held to, the first chapter in the saga of Christina Kohl, posing as her brother, Sir Frederick, immediately pulls you into the backstory without overloading you with details.
June 19, 2024
Another spring arrives
Bringing
Chives and
Dandelions
Echelon and
Fiddlehead ferns. The
Gifts emerging from the earth
Help heal the dark
June 15, 2024
Welcome to our first genre-themed issue: the Fantasy Fiction Issue of 2024. Find the brilliant short stories, flash fiction, and poetry from our contributors and staff themed on magic, time time travel, paranormal experiences, and pixies among the pages.
June 13, 2024
May the peace of assurance rest upon your shoulders
like a soft cloak that warms you in winter.
May the song of joy fill your heart with energy
like a bird’s call fills the early spring air.
June 12, 2024
June 10, 2024
While I have no control over the weather or when the condo board hires folks to spread the mulch that can ruin any seeds already planted, I do have the creative ability to create a stunning garden space.
June 9, 2024
I was recently asked to provide an honest review for a collection of Linkind Solar Lights and I eagerly accepted the invitation: I adore solar lights! I also felt the need for some added light along the pathway to make it easier for my mother, who uses a wheelchair, to navigate the sidewalk and patio space into our home safely.
June 8, 2024
Nine years ago I picked up two tiny, summer-bearing, full-sun berry plants for an 11-foot-long garden box that I’d situated along the sunny side of my garage. Today that box overflows with canes —
June 7, 2024
But now, after fourteen years of writing plant care articles ad nauseum, she was ready to resign and return to some menial retail job or something, even if it meant she’d struggle financially.
June 6, 2024
hough it's said the thief towards His right received redemptive grace
through faith alone, his time on earth was brief, but mine is not.
June 2, 2024
Trust was rewarded with a bullet to the brain.
The last thing he saw was your hatred.
The Beast failed him.
May 29, 2024
The beast came and claimed your soul before I could speak words of healing to the winds Releasing you back to our care
May 28, 2024
There are two light bulbs shining in the room
like two fixed eyes in a reflection.
Already the person has disappeared
and there is a thud in your head.
It’s like the sound of time passing.
It’s like the echo that would reach you
in advance of your own future death.
May 26, 2024
The car was quiet. Eddie listened to a radio station doing a two-hour Phil Collins set. He heard ‘In the Air Tonight’, ‘You Belong to Me’, “Sissudio’, ‘Take a Look at Me Now’ and ‘Take Me Home’ every thirty-five minutes. Everything repeated. The show was taped then looped because apparently no one wanted the late-night on-air shift.
The programming kept him awake. He didn’t stop again until they reached the junction with I-10 in Lake City, Florida, just after three in the morning. Eddie had driven two-hundred-sixteen miles. The Old Man needed all fifteen gallons.
May 24, 2024
There isn’t a way to be both known and invisible, to be seen and hide the secret stories, in a misspent sacrifice that protects others…
May 22, 2024
“I’m sorry. I’ve almost got it licked though. I’m never touching another drop. Going on the wagon. I’m quitting. That was it last night, I promise. I’m done,” he said.
May 20, 2024
We cover the globe with hands outstretched,
palms naked and dirty from ash
lying on our backs, looking at the sky as the spark of life leaps from our eyes.
May 17, 2024
Mouth opened for the sky;
that’s the you who’s new, who I keep in mind.
Waves of our mothers and fathers flow by,
grazing our toes in this sand of wartime.